The surrounding people were stunned hearing Meng Hong Jing’s words at this time. Immediately after, there were jokes around: “Exactly, it’s us who were muddled.”

“Jiang second miss is really unlucky. If she had known earlier, what is she entering Mingyi Hall for?” Within the words, there was joy from other people’s misfortune.

Apparently in the eyes of these people, there was not much difference between Jiang Li and a commoner. At least compared to Jiang Li, these precious girls had received teaching seven or eight years earlier. If anyone were to be expelled from Mingyi Hall, it was only right for Jiang Li to be the first one expelled.

Jiang Li listened to these words in her ears but she merely smiled and didn’t pay any attention.

“Teacher Ji’s words may not be true.” Liu Xu at her side suddenly opened her mouth to speak. Jiang Li looked at her, Liu Xu was tidying up her books and lowered her head without looking at Jiang Li. But Jiang Li understood that this words were for her. Liu Xu said: “Moreover, Lord Jiang will not let you land in these circumstances. When the time comes, just need Mingyi Hall’s Bao Fu¹ to explain and that’s it.”

The corner of Jiang Li’s mouth bent up and she said: “I know, thank you.”

Seemingly uneasy with Jiang Li’s thanks, Liu Xu stiffened and no longer said anything.

Not long after Ji Luo’s lesson ended, another teacher came in. Jiang Li wasn’t unfamiliar with this teacher. She was even very familiar with their assignments. Despite this, her attitude was still very earnest, as if she truly didn’t understand anything.

But these teachers were the same as Ji Luo. It was unknown whether it was intentional or accidental, they all overlooked Jiang Li.

Today could be considered as having passed by peacefully. Even though she kept being provoked by some people led by Meng Hong Jin, Jiang Li had continuously confronted them with a smile. Occasionally she refuted with a few sentences, rendering the people speechless.

After school, Bai Xue and Jiang Li together went out of Mingyi Hall to where the carriage waited. Both of them prepared to return to the residence in their carriage. It was impossible for Jiang You Yao and Jiang Yu’e to ride in the same carriage together with Jiang Li. Jiang Li also disliked the trouble.

They went out of Mingyi Hall and immediately met with the scene of a few people pulling at a person not too far away. Jiang Li only shot a glance and got ready to leave. The relationships in Yanjing were complicated, a bit of carelessness and one could be drawn into any kind of trouble. Then it would be very difficult to free oneself. Moreover, she was now the noble daughter of the Jiang family, she had to be even more careful when doing things.

Right at this moment, one of the people pulling at a person suddenly said: “Don’t the Ye family from Xiangyang have a lot of money? Using the money to smash open the Imperial College gate.² This painting of mine is an original ink painting from the previous dynasty’s Zeng Zimo, it’s invaluable. This young master’s mood is good today, you just take out 32,000 gold and I won’t bother you with this matter anymore.”

Xiangyang’s Ye family? Jiang Li’s footsteps paused.

Jiang Li’s mother, Ye Zhen Zhen was precisely the youngest daughter of Xiangyang’s Ye family. The Ye’s home in Xiangyang was Jiang Li’s maternal family.

This person was her relative.

Jiang Li looked over there.

She saw a few youngsters circling a 17 – 18 year-old young man. That young man was dressed in a simple silver-colored silk gown. The style was not excessive or complicated at all, it could even be counted as plain. This handsome young man had beautiful eyes, at present that gaze contained a hard-to-conceal anger. In contrast, the people facing him were three pampered sons of wealthy families who were dressed expensively. Two people were pulling the young man’s sleeves while the head of the group, who looked ugly and cunning, was holding a picture scroll in his hand, making things difficult and refusing to listen.

“How about it, are you going to do it or not?” Jiang Li knew the ugly-looking person, he was the youngest son of Taichang Qing³, Liu Zimin. An ignorant and incompetent, hopeless bully.

That elegant young man clenched his teeth and said: “What if I don’t?”

Liu Zimin sized the young man up and down once and laughed fiercely: “Simple, this young master will send you to the government official!” Done speaking, he waved his hand and spoke to the other two people: “Take him away!”

They even went as far as going to detain the young man.

The matter had already gone so far, Jiang Li had no alternative but to step up.

“Wait a moment.” She said.

Footnotes:

^{1: Bao Fu: is a good and able official in ancient times who was assigned as the people who raised their children. 1.}

^{2: This guy implied that the person used a lot of money to enter the Imperial College to study. 2.}

^{3: Taichang Qing or Taichang Siqing is a third grade official title in ancient China, responsible for sacrificial ceremonies. 3.}